The boys' craziest favor

Tristan almost banged the door when it took me a little bit longer. His reaction was epic as soon as I opened the door wearing only a single towel.

His eyes widened. His face and ears turned red as he couldn't believe what he just saw.

"I was about to change my clothes when you knocked the door." I said calmly. Trying to make him feel sorry and embarrass.

"Why didn't you tell me? I should have waited outside, for goddamn' sake!"

I took a deep breath and smiled secretly as I walked towards my closet. "And why are you angry? I'll going downstairs now. Are you going to watch me?"

I wanted to burst into laughter, but I should drive him away. Lisandro was still in the bathroom, and he must be cold right now.

Tristan looked away from me and quickly turned around. Perhaps, it is the first time he'd ever caught a glimpse of woman in a white towel.

My thighs down to my knees were borne and my chest was wet as my hair.